The First Heir

Back to Philip’s side.

Cyril and his family members were placed in two separate suites.

It was midnight now.

Suddenly, a group of 12 assassins appeared at the hotel downstairs. They looked at each other before going their separate ways. They quickly ran from the outer wall of the hotel to their respective target points. Yes, these people ran over the walls like geckos at top speed!

Lights could be seen in the two suites. The 12 people used advanced tools, broke open the windows quietly, and jumped inside!

Soft sounds of footsteps landing.

In Cyril’s suite, he lay on the bed in bandages and was on drips. He breathed weakly. Suddenly, he opened his eyes as if sensing the danger. However, a shiny dagger soon appeared in front of him. He wanted to scream for help, but the other party had covered his mouth with leather gloves!

Swish!

the dagger slashing toward his neck, Cyril felt

Killers were the most powerful assassins in the North. They were all disciple killers in the

sorry, Villa Master Hopper, you know too much. Villa Master Turner wants us

emotionlessly. Cyril gave up resistance and closed his eyes.

Bang!

armed guards quickly rushed out from all corners of the room with

guard without hesitation. They had been engaged in assassination missions and knew what to

Rat-tat-tat!

in the suite. Amid the

Bang, thud!

Some were even kicked out the window and fell dozens o. meters

with this group of guards. However, it was a one-sided fight. After all, these six were disciples of the

the kill, a